Quotes About Sethe

you got two feet, Sethe, not four. he said, and right then a forest sprang up between them; tactless and quiet.

The sky above them was another country. Winter stars, close enough to lick, had come out before sunset. For a moment, looking up, Sethe entered the perfect peace they offered.

Rainwater held on to pine needles for dear life and Beloved could not take her eyes off Sethe.